The Wonder Husky went to see her special doctor yesterday. She has been weak lately. In going for our daily walk, she didn’t do her normal non-stop trot. Yesterday, she could barely walk. We turned around for home. She also stopped eating.
I posted on April 27th that she did not have cancer; it was a dental problem.
After x-rays and a biopsy of an enlarged lymph node near where her tooth surgery was, I learned today that my dog indeed has lymphoma. Tipper is a cancer dog, and failing fast. She is eating special food with gusto.
I felt for some months that she had cancer, but the tests did not support my feelings. Now, we have the evidence. There is no treatment for our 12 year-old girl. We know what is coming. It’s a matter of when.
Earl has been really sick, and has more procedures to come soon. I start a summer law program in Texas in July. Tipper won’t feel well enough to wait much longer.
It’s not time for a memorial post here yet. Tipper D. Carlson is alive and content. The time to make the final decision is when she is no longer happy being a dog. We will take care of our girl. We will not let her suffer. True love is knowing when to let go.